Comments Posted By kf
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Thieves are among us all the time. They are the things that steal your time, money, hope, happiness and comfort. Anxiety and depression are my thieves. They steal me away from those who I love, especially my family.
» Posted By KF On 10.26.2016 @ 9:25 pm
I swear to sweet jesus the accusations have been fabricated out of hatred and bullshit. Who makes these lies up?
» Posted By kf On 02.12.2016 @ 4:33 pm
The sound of whimpering coming from the next room infuriated me. Just stop and get out.
» Posted By kf On 02.10.2016 @ 1:08 pm
How did I get here? Sitting in my lounge chair watching the gardener weed the garden.
» Posted By kf On 02.09.2016 @ 10:30 am
I opened my eyes to the fateful sound of people laughing in the next room. The smell of cigarette smoke assaulted my half awake state of mind.
» Posted By kf On 02.08.2016 @ 11:22 am
The man with an eye-patch walked slowly down the street, people gave him side glanes but it was something that he was very used to. He carried on walking, he had a goal and he wasn’t going to let a few ignorant people distract him from his task.
» Posted By kf On 07.04.2014 @ 9:47 am
I’m just the reporter. I’m the one who’s typing the words, the little black print. I’m not the one living the words. I’m not the one the words are about, the one who’s accomplished something, or the one who’s done something worthy of being mentioned. I’m not that person. I’m never that person.
I’m just the reporter.
» Posted By kf On 05.30.2012 @ 10:37 pm
fragrance is smell. it can be pleasant or not. flowers, spices, and people bring about different fragrances. it can bring memories or thoughts to your mind. take time each day to stop and smell the roses.
» Posted By KF On 02.08.2011 @ 11:54 am
I wish I could eat a large lollipop on top of a mountain, replete with snow and candy floss to which my feet stick like flies on flypaper. Could not imagine a better lookout than cherry-flavoured lollies.
» Posted By kf On 12.10.2008 @ 10:39 am
wrapped around my head as i drove the highway in my convertible jaguar
» Posted By kf On 07.17.2008 @ 11:36 am
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sitting in a cloverfield eating some milky duds and waiting for the cow to look at me with doughy eyes. “i made those,” i imagine it thinking. “you’re eating my milk.”
could the clovers allow the cow to see into my brain? possibly. possibly. i am not thinking clearly until i’m in the field.
» Posted By kf On 11.07.2008 @ 1:00 pm